It was my birthday!

Over the years, birthdays have become more meaningful for different reasons. They used to be about everyone celebrating the day the greatest birthday present for my mom came into this world. That's right, my mom and I share the same birthday and it's awesome! Now that I am old and wise(r) (at least half is correct) birthdays are about spending time relaxing with friends and family while reflecting on both the past and future. 

The weekend started off with a great ride around Lake Chesdin with my boy Quinoa. It is one of my favorite training rides and I was excited to share it with him. It included a little bit of everything, tailwinds, headwinds, a bonk and a number of signs that made us laugh.  

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On Saturday which was the actual day of birth, I started by running around town in my favorite suit. It was also the first suit I ever wore. Just kidding, I'm saving that for my 80th birthday which will be here before we know it. It was however a day full of being outside, with friends gathered around the dualing dragons while a couple of yard birds were being grilled up. No meal is complete without dessert which means someone threw some strawberries on the grill to be the topping to Jenn's awesome strawberry pound cake. 

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And because no birthday or any day is complete without baseball we got to sit field side for the Flying Squirrels game courtesy of my boy Betsy. Someone even told the Squirrels is was my birthday so they set off some fireworks after the game. You're welcome Richmond ;P

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We finished off the weekend on Sunday volunteering for a fundraiser for the Massey Cancer Center, Pedal for Petals. Our dear friend, Amy Williams organized a beautiful ride through the City of Richmond that featured stops planned out to view the different hidden gardens within the city. Due to Jenn carrying around our little miracle in her belly and not being able to ride she volunteered with some of the administrative aspects of the ride while I got to lead a group dubbed the Flamorphins. The name came about because half of the group were local triathletes with Pink Flamingos taped to their handlebars while the other half were rocking Endorphin Fitness jerseys. 

                                                        The Endorphin half of the Flamorphins

                                                       The Endorphin half of the Flamorphins

Thank you to everyone who took time out of their day this weekend to wish me a happy birthday either on Facebook, text message, phone call or in person. It was a weekend I won't soon forget!